A Bit of Everything, Wrapped Into One

It seems that, in these past couple of weeks, I've been given quite the amount of luck when it comes to finding good furniture. The day of Black Friday-

Well, let me clear one thing up. When I deliver papers on Friday, it's in one of the richer places in my area. They're the types that throw out perfectly good furniture, from couches, bedframes, china cabinets, vanities, and dressers, out for the latest styles that they can get for cheap. So we tend to see things out on the curb on Black Friday, around New Years, and at some point in the Spring.

On Black Friday I found this small side-table cabinet that you'd see in a living room. Nothing wrong with it, save for a bit of laminating coming up, and it's in one of those designs that require real, good, wood, that's not made anymore. I liked the shape, it caught my eye, so I ended up grabbing it. Now, while I was afraid of it not fitting where I was planning on stashing the small cabinet table, after taking the knobs off of a drawer on my bed that I never use, it fit perfectly. So I put shipping supplies in there, and had a new place to lean on.

This Friday we were doing the route, and automatically passing one house, my eye caught this black trunk. Like one of those older-styled trunks that would be placed at the end of a bed. After getting more papers cleared out, I took a look at it. No real stains, and the worst damage was the leather covering being torn at one corner, and a little gunk on the back. Inside was clear, and nothing for lining at the time. 

Know what I think it'd be perfect for? Cosplay supplies, the cosplays themselves, and if I get some wheels to screw and bolt in there, with the handles I'll only have to bring that one piece of luggage around with me. If I go to Lowes, I'll probably end up finding something good to stick for lining as well.


Recently, I was able to find Anna Tsuchiya's latest album (Nudy Show,) Kanon Wakeshima's single (Skip, Turn, Step? Or is Suna no Oshura the latest?), and Olivia Lufkin's latest mini-album called Trinka Trinka.

I'm also happy on one other thing. Though the chances are high that I have PCOS, which does make it hard to lose weight, and half the women with it end up overweight/obese, I have been losing. It's gradual, but I'm definitey making progress on a visual level. My niece, who had married around Thanksgiving, was even surprised. Then again, this also had reminded her of my late father, in that with the thinner I've gotten, I look quite the amount more like him than my mother.

I don't know, I've been working hard, so I think I'm being rewarded with the holiday season coming on through. I just want this to keep coming in.

So I'll continue working hard, and when Census comes around, I'll be applying for a job there as well. Due to the economy, and the fact that I'm not part Latino, (which shouldn't matter legally, but it does with the population in my area,) it's become more difficult to get a job.

Ah, and I'm trying to work on something art-wise that's not design doodles. I hope it's an improvement, despite how long it's been since I've drawn anything.

Hey everyone, nice to be back and everything. Oh shit... Hold on! *runs off*



*comes back* Screw that, I'll just room into someone else's reservation. It's too much of a pain to handle that myself. *nods determinedly* This is all about Otakon 2007, which is from July 20th - 22nd.

Anyways, on to the Otakon report, starting from Thursday!

Thursday
It all started when my ride was late in picking me up. Not by much, but they didn't arrive at the property till the time when I was hoping to actually leave. Due to that, we skipped over breakfast completely. They were lucky that I thought ahead enough to come up with my own food and drink, meant for the weekend itself.
Maybe it was around 1:30 when I finally arrived at the Wyndham, checked in, and gathered up at the room with those whom already arrived. Those that weren't there yet could just go about picking up their room key at the desk, as I had all of their names ready and everything. Afterwards, I called Jin Moon to make sure she was at the hotel. Good thing she was, and thus I went over to the Renaissance in the worst kind of footwear possible in a city; Flip flops.
My feet were aching, but we rejoiced in a hug while I tried on my Blue costume. A bit short, but I already had the perfect shorts to go along with the coat. It was better than a skirt, too, because no matter how thin my thighs would get, my legs go in a way so that they're always against eachother. Thus the safety with shorts. Upon returning to my hotel, I found something horrible. Both feet, at the padding up by the toes no less, was blistered to the point that the skin was gone and raw with some blood.
It was then time for pre-reg pick up, while trying out the Blue cosplay. Boots and everything, with the life savor of comfort soles already placed in them. I was 'suffering' but also tolerating a heat exhaustion episode, thanks to sitting down in a very cool corner and not throwing up. The rest of the day was spent watching Gatchamon, Tank Police, and G Gundam.

Friday
Friday... I woke up early, to iron out the Muraki clothes and actually get ready. Even after all of that, I was basically late for, though not by much. With the blisters, I was having trouble walking around a lot. The Yami no Matsuei photoshoot had another Muraki, Hisoka, Tsuzuki's and even a Touda! One of the pictures was even a Muraki on Muraki shot.
Then, naturally for me, it was time for LARPing. I had gotten my character, talked with some others, and went about LARPing from 4PM to 1:30AM. Upon returning to the hotel, we watched more Gatchamon, and then a bit of Evangelion.

Saturday
The pain from the blisters was getting to the point that I was near screaming. I didn't, but that's only because of how stubborn I was. Due to the blisters, I LARPed, but ended up missing all of my photoshoot opportunities. At least in the LARP, I was able to harass people as Muraki. xD That, and told Sephiroth the following:
"Jenova sucks.
Cloud Pwns.
We all know that your masamune is over compensation."
Thus sparked the existance of Writer X in the LARP, which was a moogle the whole time.
Upon getting back to the hotel, we spent the night watching Full Metal Panic; The first, and not the others. And just so you know, the whole time we watched anime, we were making jokes about it all, and pointing out every single fan service.
Also, today I was able to head down to Artists Alley. Saw the Akabane from Anime Boston's Dating Game, and something even greater. I was able to give Mookie my fanart shirt. He actually liked it, and I learned why there were never normal Dominic Deegan shirts with the site on his site; he never liked the site being everywhere. But apparently he liked what I had done. Possibly because the site name was small and up at the neck without blocking out the art. That, and it meant his lady friend would have a night shirt now. xD Hey, you know how us girls like wearing the guy's shirts at night for pajamas.

Sunday
Another Blue cosplay day, and Wolf's Rain photoshoot. Really, I was still having trouble walking about, making this very difficult. This even showed with every single damn tiny step. After the shoot, I went to the dealers room and caught up in some of my manga. Not only that, but finally I was able to get something that I couldn't last year; Sai daggers. I've been wanting these for a long time, and finally I had gotten them.
After, we went back to the hotel, watched anime and ate pizza. This was our goodbye party, as the next day everyone whom was left went about heading home. All in all, it was a good group at the hotel, and convention despite certain debilitating issues.

Monday
This isn't just a convention report, but something that scared me. I checked out of the hotel quickly enough, glad that my calculations months before was pretty damn accurate. After a wait, I was picked up and headed home. Thing was... I had plenty of rest, but things were going on in my head. Voices saying things; Hurtful things that I never wanted to hear again. Several things at once, pounding against my head. My mom was upset, thinking she was making me pull alligator tears to have my way, and I was thinking about how it'd be nicer to stab myself.
Actually, it went to the point that I exhausted myself down to sleep, muttering 'shut up' outloud even to the voices. When waking up, they were quietter, and finally we were getting something for my blistered feet.

Now it's Wednesday. The breakdown schizo scare is still... Well, scaring me, to say the least. Ah well, I'll handle it day by day, ne? Still is making me depressed on what everything could mean. *shrugs* I better end this now, before it gets too long, ne?

Ja ne~